Friday, July 22, 2011
Three words. Rafting the Nile. I'm not a bad speller, the title was the name of our rafting team. Probably one of the most intense experiences of my life. Our rafting guide was named David but we could call him Davey-D which ended up being DVD. (My mom has issues when it comes to nicknames) He kept us alive on those rapids. We went on all 3's,4's, and 5's. On the very last rapid we honestly should have tipped and gone in, but DVD saved us. We were practically horizontal in our boat. We had 2 boats of people that were with us, it was the families in one boat and the students in the other. The student's boat capsized on almost every single rapid. Apparently, you really haven't gone river rafting until you've flipped but I don't know if a believe that. On the third to last rapid, My dad and Brent Allred fell out of the boat. It was actually kind of comical because I looked up and they were there, crouching down in the boat and the next moment they had completely disappeared. They were fine in the end, but going down rapids without a raft looked like quite the experience. I had a stellar time on the Nile but it was terrifying. If I was given the opportunity, I would totally do it again.